Witchy ways

Are premonitions part of your repertoire? Do they come with a nose-itching certainty?

Do you gather inspiration from the text of Bell, Book and Candle? Is Bewitched an all-time favorite on TV, so much so that you just had to see the movie?

Grab a broom, and come join us around the cauldron. A witches’ brew may be just the drink for this day in time!

Cast your spell.

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So close…Can’t wait…Here it goes…

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Here. at midnight on the 31st of December, the ball will drop and you–even from your couch at home– will join the throngs in yelling out Happy New Year! Photo © Tamara Beck

via Daily Prompt: Finally

You waited 364 days for this one. Or is it 363 this year? Whichever it is, finally the anticipated New Year is upon us.

Well, in truth, in some locales around the globe it has already peaked, but here in NYC we await the balldrop some 13 plus hours from now, and counting.

One two three … midnight and happy new year.

At Play

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Photo © Tamara Beck

The waters ripple in the evening
Tide, the moon, their soul mate,
Hidden in a darkened sky is not
Playful, even as the river scampers
Across from shore to shore, released
From its daytime duties, away from
The sun, cloaked in darkness
Does it search for the moon’s light?
Or, is it content, running rapidly
On its own, hosting brightly-lit
Boats that appear like beacons
From time to time, lighting up
The dark riverscape, even if the
Moon will not peek out to help
Clarify and inform the water’s path

Full of grace

via Photo Challenge: Graceful

mom_and_reuben_in_berkshiresGrace Kelly was a woman whose persona was an embodiment of the meaning of her first name. She was elegant, ethereal, and stylish. In short, she had grace. My mother reminded me of her, or of Marlene Dietrich, another iconically cool blonde. In her presence, I always felt a bit
awkward.

Grace is, however, I have found over the years, a state of mind. And a style. It’s a presentation. And it is, in its way, contagious.

Those practitioners of dance whose skills I have always admired move with grace. And their grace is infectious. Just watching them makes us feel be can glide easily, as if you and they are floating on the same air.  Ballet dancers, modern dancers, ballroom and flamenco dancers, tap artists, they are each and all graceful.

Their poise leaves spectators in awe of their skills, agility and finesse. They “move in beauty,” as Lord Byron put it, “like the night.” Would that my tongue were as fluent as their motion is fluid! It is to those light-footed and nimble that I humbly bow down.

 

 

Shine

via Daily Prompt: Shine with thanks to Ben Huberman, The Daily Post for the inspiration

24cce-1starsshineIt is not always easy to shine. Being in the spotlight is sometimes desireable, and sometimes not. If we could shine, and be brilliant, some of us would welcome it, while others would cringe from the attention.

Some of us are just not meant to shine; we quietly sing the backup, and offer assistance and support. Our limelight is dimmer, but we are not dimmed. Do we shine with an internal flame? Definitely. Everyone contributes to the human drama in their own way. So perhaps I should have said that some of us are just not meant to shine as brightly. We all have an inner light.

Shining that light of truth on injustice is more important than having a light shining on you. You don’t need to be prominent or famous or infamous. Do not seek publicity. EGO DOESN’T SHINE. You need to be centered not centerstage. You are illuminated from within.

Shine on.

At the peak

By Ivan Aivazovsky - The Yorck Project: 10.000 Meisterwerke der Malerei. DVD-ROM, 2002. ISBN 3936122202. Distributed by DIRECTMEDIA Publishing GmbH., Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=146261
By Ivan Aivazovsky – The Yorck Project: 10.000 Meisterwerke der Malerei. DVD-ROM, 2002. ISBN 3936122202. Distributed by DIRECTMEDIA Publishing GmbH., Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=146261

Cream puff clouds floating outlined in the sky

Their geography suggesting continental drift

Are those lakes and mountains at their peaks?

A hole in the sky, blue surrounded by the purity

Of cloud country, white and distinct, is a sea to

The island of billowing nebula, the estate in the

Sky, rich in everything but color, they are so pale

So self-contained, so bright against the azure

Of the firmament, a galaxy of their own, are they

The cream puff clouds floating, outlined in the blue

 

My morning ride

By Yinan Chen (www.goodfreephotos.com
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 [see page for license], via Wikimedia Commons

Tears of sweat running down my cheek

Burning my eyes, with them closed
I am climbing along a mountain side
The hillside path twists and turns
Towards a vista of green valley, a river
Rippling below. I reach the top, 
Imagination giving me strength to push
Through. The ride down is bumpy and richly
Sun-dappled, the course brings me home
Safely. I wipe off the emotion and exertion
And open my eyes.